Lyrics FAKKA - Бабка

The crown is fucking shorter with jam ..........
Here's such a fucking day .......
Again banter story .......

The village, summer, it was hot
I remember we decided to get together to have a drink with the kid
Not so often, because we get out of the city
And then the weather was happy for everything

And now we go remember, between some houses
And the grandmother here to drive up famously
Grandchildren say where you go and all that
Thump granny, thump: we answer all three
OH! what young and already flogging in all!
Come on, I'll treat you to tea with jam
X * yna, for free, nishtyakov, just right
Right now, grandmother, is there kvass?
There is kvass
FOR * BIS!
And here we sit, eat, get high so to speak, ox fuck * m
The old woman neighs with us, and she herself does not know what
And all of a sudden, we all ate all three
Pulls out a hookah, the size of a bl * with a vacuum cleaner
We have eyes in a diagonal
This grandma pinned
Well, grandchildren, do not want to smoke?
Well, we naturally continue to fuck
We are on bass - six and rushed urine through the pipes
So it’s never a pearl, it’s already become bad
In the end, we get up and are going to say goodbye
But the old one didn’t want to leave, asks to stay
No, thank you, we have to go, pinned and okay, and then things are waiting for us
And then what happened you will not believe one hundred pood
Instead of a grandmother, a werewolf appeared in front of us
Eyes red, fangs bared
And in an ominous voice: well, cattle
Now I’ll eat you all here, x * where to eat
And meanwhile, she was getting closer and closer
But we are not parted, legs in arms and run from there
Well x * th would be here, this door blocked this paskuda
It’s good that the hut was big - the grandfather left her a two-story cottage after death
Well, we are up soon, she is behind us
And we were draping because maybe it was sick
Or maybe she just knew that we were
But there was only one way out - through the attic
X * yna, on the second floor I look at the bed
I would rather not see me under it
But the whole jamb is that my breathing, loud and frequent, set me up
And this witty witty kind of mop, let me pick it out
And I yell: DO NOT!
Grandma, fuck * am I giving up? I'm not tasty! thin and poisoned recently, very dangerous
Look, gobble me up and glue fins right there
Leave me alone in the end, you will not regret it
And she see fuck *, began to move the bed
All one hundred pounds p * zdets, I'm about to die
Look, she disappears as simple as smoke
A minute, another and I'm in the room all alone
And at home, shaking under the bed
Nah ...
need to tie ........
nah * p me such happiness ....
to smoke ....
like this fucking fucking ....
so nah * th buggy .........
SHORT nah * th